star hunter

"I remember you can drive?" Su Xian led Zhong Yuncong to a row of cars, Zhong Yuncong thought he was driving, so he nodded: "Well, you can drive... Although the cars here are old a bit."

"That's good, you'll come later." He circled around several cars as he replied, Zhong Yuncong followed step by step, and asked curiously, "Which one is yours?"

"It's not mine." Su Xian smiled slightly, locked on to the target, bent his elbow and smashed the window of the passenger seat, Zhong Yuncong suddenly had a bad feeling: "Could it be that you want to..."

Su Xian answered him with practical actions—his hand had already penetrated into the open car window, and with a twist, the car door opened in response, he swept away the broken glass neatly, sat on it, then turned his head and smiled slightly Looking at Zhong Yuncong anxiously: "Anyway, they belong to the public, so let's borrow it."

Zhong Yuncong was silent, thinking that it was a good thing it was an old car, otherwise the sound of the alarm would have alarmed the entire training camp.

Then Su Xian pulled out a pile of wires from under the steering wheel, and then found the three wires of the ignition switch. The positive and negative poles rubbed against each other, and touched the motor wires a few times. After a while, the car body shook and the engine sounded. .

Zhong Yuncong was silent again: ...Fortunately, it is an old car produced 20 years ago. If it is replaced outside, Su Xian's simple, crude and old-fashioned routine may not be able to deal with the anti-theft system of modern cars.

The driver's door was pushed open, and Su Xian beckoned to him in the car: "Come up."

Zhong Yuncong slowly got into the driver's cab, stepped on the accelerator and turned cautiously: "I just want to ask... where did you get such a sneaky car stealing technique?"

Su Xian folded his arms leisurely: "Climb over the wall to pick locks and steal cars, and the training center of the Management Bureau will teach and organize."

"..." Zhong Yun slipped his hand holding the steering wheel, and the car almost turned into the lake. Su Xian grabbed the roof of the car: "Can it still work?"

After returning to the right path, Zhong Yuncong cast a sidelong glance at the person sitting next to him: "Then what, is it too late for me to quit now?"

Su Xian laughed loudly: "It's not that bad, is it? Even if you can't save the 'isolated island', you can still learn a few skills to make a living."

It didn't take long for Zhong Yun to collapse from a single face, and soon he broke his merits: "Your character design has collapsed recently, why are you getting more and more childish?"

Su Xian was at a loss: "Ah? What kind of character design?"

Insanely cool and domineering character design.Zhong Yuncong answered silently, but then couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, it's cute now."

"..." Su Xian didn't know how to answer the words for a moment. He never thought that after the age of three, he could still be associated with the word cute.

Zhong Yuncong couldn't help laughing secretly when he saw that the other party was blocked by him, but at this moment, Su Xian said abruptly: "I'm lying to you, the art of petty theft was not taught by the Administration Bureau, but I taught myself. "

As he spoke, he turned his face to the side and smiled at him, Zhong Yuncong's heart shrank suddenly, as if being pricked by a thin needle.

The time after my mother passed away must have been very hard, right?He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat was dry.

Unexpectedly, before the idea of ​​comforting with warmth mixed with thoughtfulness and humor was formed, someone interrupted: "Zhong Yuncong."

"Ah?" He quickly recovered from the drafting session, only to find that the other party was staring at him with disgust: "The direction is reversed...why are you so stupid?"

...Comfort me!You're so smart, why didn't you find out sooner? !

After finally driving to the headquarters of the Administration Bureau at No. 63 Jinque Street, at Su Xian's request, Zhong Yuncong parked the car in a remote alley, and the two of them took advantage of the night to sneak towards the solemn and solemn white house. The building is close.

Zhong Yuncong stared at the bitter cold wind, his neck almost shrunk: "Look at your posture, it seems that we are not going to go through the main entrance?"

"Zhu Ci's body is under strict surveillance. Without the signatures of those leaders, there is no way to get in." Su Xian lowered his voice, and Zhong Yuncong was surprised: "You can't either? You are not the expert in this case." Is there someone to do?"

Su Xian smiled wryly: "I'm already on vacation, what do you think?"

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback for a moment. He simply thought that Su Xian was injured and needed to recuperate, and that his boss was sympathetic to his subordinates. That's why... Now it seems that the truth is not that simple.

Su Xian guessed what he was thinking, and snorted coldly: "Our bureau chief usually treats us as livestock. When did he take the initiative to give us leave?"

Zhong Yuncong was startled: "Then he deliberately guards against you like this. Could it be that he has some... shady secret?"

Su Xian didn't make a sound, which can be regarded as acquiescing to a certain extent, because he thought so too.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, his trust in the leadership has indeed been shaken after the "Tree of Life" incident.

He expects the truth, but fears that the truth is not the truth he wants.

But what kind of truth do you want?He asked himself, but there was a fog in his heart, only echoes spreading back and forth indistinctly.

He glanced at the person walking side by side with him, maybe this person could clear the fog and let him see the secret behind it.

Whether that's what he wants or not.

The gate of the Administration Bureau headquarters was getting closer and closer. Zhong Yun could see the Ouroboros emblem engraved on the outer wall and the two sheriffs on the door handle, and his already unstable heart felt even more empty.

Zhong Yuncong struggled for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "You are still on vacation, and I am not one of your people, how can we get in later..."

"It's best not to disturb others." Su Xian raised his eyebrows, and Zhong Yuncong had a bad warning when he saw this raised eyebrow: "It can't be... over the wall, right?"

Su Xian smiled, then patted him on the shoulder, and pointed to a closed window on the third floor: "I've already stepped on it, and that's where Zhu Ci's body is."

The corner of Zhong Yuncong's mouth twitched: Step on the spot... the terminology is quite professional.

"There are people patrolling inside and outside here. I want to keep a low profile. The gate is blocked." Su Xian sighed, "I will take you later, jump up directly, and enter through the window."

Zhong Yuncong complained again: Sneaking, just sneaking, it's "low-key".

Probably because his sneering expression was too obvious, and the other party saw it, Su Xian became a little annoyed: "Do you have any objections?"

"No." He said nonsense in a good manner, and asked by the way, "I just want to ask, the window is still closed, how can we..."

Su Xian smiled but said nothing, Zhong Yuncong stared at the bewildered smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes darkened, and he said in his heart, good guy, tonight I will show you how to climb over the wall, pick the lock and steal the car!

He laughed without warning, and Su Xian's expression became more and more tense: "...It's fine if you don't want to. Go back."

"No, no!" Zhong Yuncong hurried to coax him, "I just feel that Sansheng is lucky... After all, not everyone is lucky enough to see the exclusive secret skills of Su Zhi'an!"

No matter how Su Xian heard it, it sounded like sarcasm, but the other party had a sincere smile that couldn't fault it.

"...Okay, if that's the case, let's go up!" He awkwardly put his hand on Zhong Yuncong's shoulder, and at the same time warned: "Grab it."

Zhong Yun asked casually, "Where are you caught?"

Su Xian didn't know if he was thinking too much, but he always felt that there was something in what he said...not a good one.

Zhong Yuncong was stared at inexplicably, a little at a loss, his hands were so panicked that he didn't know where to put them: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

"..." It was only then that Su Xian realized that he might really have lost his mind, and he was embarrassed for a moment, so he simply stopped talking, grabbed his shoulder, reproduced the ability, and jumped.

Zhong Yuncong only recalled it in mid-air. He lightly scratched his fingers on the back of his neck, and whispered softly in his ear: "I found out that you have turned bad."

His random words and a small movement almost froze the body of Su who was struggling to jump up, and performed a free fall on the spot.

After finally settling down on the cramped window sill, Su Xian grabbed his chin and said coldly: "Where is there so much nonsense? From now on, shut your mouth and don't say a word!"

Zhong Yun never had the guts to go back directly, he only dared to think secretly: If you have the ability, you come and gag me!

Sure enough, Chief Su's lockpicking skills were as proficient as his car stealing skills. It only took about ten seconds, and this old-fashioned reverse lock was broken.

During the whole process, Zhong Yuncong couldn't look directly at the uniform on his body, always feeling that its owner was sorry for it.

As soon as the window sash leaked a gap, Zhong Yuncong sensitively noticed that the air coming out of it was a bit colder than the outside, and after landing, a chilly chill hit his face.

"Where is Zhu Ci..." He approached Su Xian subconsciously, forgetting Su Xian's gag order, "Why is it so cold here? It's weird..."

Fortunately, Su Xian himself forgot, he was speechless: "Of course it's cold here, because there is refrigeration equipment." He paused: "Did you forget what this place is for?"

Zhong Yuncong was stunned: "I remember...the morgue...preserving the corpse...understood."

Su Xian was silent for a while in the dark, then suddenly laughed, with a hint of narrowness in his laughter: "Don't tell me you are afraid of ghosts."

"..." Although he was afraid for a moment, Zhong Yuncong has dignity and saves face, and he will never admit it in front of this guy, so he bites the bullet and sticks his neck, "Who is afraid? You are afraid of it! I am an atheist who believes in science... what the fuck! "

He slapped himself before finishing his sentence because he was horrified to find that a bloodless hand was silently on Su Xian's shoulder.